Harry Potter and the Necromancer of Light

By: Slytherin-Chica687

Chapter 3: The Sorting Ceremony and the Arising of Some… Minor Problems

Harry's POV

And when I wake you're, you're never there

And when I sleep you're, you're everywhere

You're everywhere…

Michelle Branch- Everywhere

The train slowed to a halt, and everyone began to pile out.

"Ouch! Ron, that's my hair you're pulling!"

"Sorry Ginny."

"Harry, help me with my suitcase!"

"Sure, Alyssa. This weighs a ton! What do you have in here, dictionaries?"

"Actually…" she trailed off with the look he gave her. They each grabbed their stuff and headed off the train. As he stepped off the train, he heard the familiar shout.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" It was great to be home. But reminders of Sirius were everywhere. The lake, the Whomping Willow, The Hog's Head, everything reminded him of Sirius. NOT HERE! He scolded himself mentally, tears welling up in his eyes. He whipped them away, and smiled at Alyssa, who had been looking at him with a strange look. She shrugged and looked away. Alyssa left them to join Hagrid, while the others squeezed into an empty carriage.

"So what do you think of her?" Ron broke the silence.

"Who, Alyssa? She's okay. There doesn't seem to be much bad about her, except she likes to read like Hermione. We all know how much of a bad thing that is!" Harry said laughing. Everyone including Hermione laughed. Hermione hit his arm playfully.

"OW! I was joking!" He rubbed the spot where she had hit him.

"Reading too much is not a bad thing. Actually, she has read a lot of the book I have. Lord of the Rings, The Alex Rider Adventures…"

"She's read the Alex Rider Adventures?" Harry was shocked. He never heard of anyone else (beside him and of course Hermione) reading that.

"Yeah, she said it was one of her favorite books."

Harry sat in shocked glory for a minute, not paying attention to Ron's next comment.

"What do you think Harry?" The question had been directed towards him.

"Sorry, what did you say? I didn't hear you."

"I said, do you mind if I go out with Hermione?" Did he mind? It was great Ron had a girlfriend, but he would now just be the third wheel. But was he going to tell Ron that? No way in hell.

"Of course not! Congrats! I should have noticed. I'm just zoning too much." Ron looked at him in excitement.

"Really? You mean it! You're not mad?" Harry had to laugh at this.

"Of course I'm not mad, you prat! I'm happy for you! Now Hermione, I'm not so sure about…" Ron hit him upside the head laughing while getting out of the carriage.

"OW! What is it? Hit Harry Day?" Everyone laughed. Including some unwelcome people.

"If it is, I'm going to start celebrating it…" said someone in a cold drawl.

"Malfoy, why don't you sod off? Or even better, go stand in the middle of a highway." Hermione said, glaring at as him, Pansy, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle walked up to them.

"Who gave you permission to talk to me?" Draco glared back at Hermione.

Pansy, being the ditz she is, turned to Blaise and whispered "What's a highway?"

Hermione laughed and started to walk up the stairs. "Come on you guys, let's leave this bloody filth and head to the ceremony." Everyone followed.

"Don't turn your back on me Mudblood!" He shouted after her. She just kept on walking up the stairs though. He turned away in disgust and headed up the stairs too. Maybe this year won't be that bad after all! Harry thought to himself as he climbed up the stairs.

They all arrived in the entrance hall and gazed around. Of course, the hall had been decorated for the start-of-term feast. They all walked into the Great Hall and said good-bye to Luna, then sat down in the middle of the table.

"I hope this goes fast." Ron said, eyeing his empty plate. "I'm starving!"

Hermione only rolled her eyes while Harry and Neville laughed

"Ron, do you have a bottomless pit for a stomach?"

"No, of course not," he said in an unconvincing voice. "What gave you that idea?" He began to look around with shifty eyes. This made them all laugh, for they knew he was joking.

"I wonder who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is." Harry said, searching the staff table for a new face.

"Yeah, maybe this one won't be cursed!" Neville said hopefully. Ron laughed.

"Neville, Hermione would sooner fail then a Defence teacher stay for more than a year." Hermione frowned while Harry laughed.

"How can you be so sure everyone is expected to fail? I mean, look at you, Ron! Everyone expected you to fail, yet you're still here!" Harry laughed even harder at this. Ron just looked at Hermione.

"Ron," said Harry, gasping, "It was a joke. You're supposed to laugh." Ron still didn't get the joke though. Harry and Hermione only shook their heads in pity.

Just then, Professor McGonagall walked through the door, followed by what looked like 50 students. At the end of the line stood Alyssa. They all waved, and she waved back nervously, obviously not sure of what to do.

They all lined up in front of the teacher's table. Alyssa stood out tremendously, probably because she stood over a foot taller than the tallest student. Professor McGonagall set down the hat and stool. The hat opened his mouth wide and began to recite.

"You see me here, a piece of junk,

An old, tattered hat.

But look closer and you will discover

I am a bit more than that.

For, you see, each of the founders four,

Showed me each their best qualities.

So when it came to the time when they died,

I would know where to put the quantities.

Of students, that is,

Of blood both pure and partly

For each, you see,

Had their own unique quality:

There was Gryfindor,

With a heart of gold,

Full of courage,

And oh so bold

Next was Hufflepuff

Who was kinder sort,

Beset with loyalty, trust

And always the good sport.

Ravenclaw was next,

Always bursting with intelligence.

She was the brightest of them all

Never the one for negligence.

Slytherin the last and final of the four,

Was indeed, the most conniving

Not only had he the purest of blood

But he

Though it pains me to do thus

I must separate you into the houses of four.

For together, Not independent

Is when this school is will help win this war.

So put me snug over your head,

Therefore I may gaze within

Thus then I can tell you

Which house you ought to be in!"

Everyone began to applaud, though puzzled by the song. Harry knew of which war the hat spoke. In fact, he was one the sources of it. With this thought in his head, he turned to see Professor McGonagall step forward with the scroll.

"This year, we have a foreign exchange student, transferring here from Jasper and Jackson Conservatory of Witches and Wizards, in America as a 6th year student. She will be remaining with us until further notice. As a result, she must be sorted and will go first. Vapire-Taillon, Alyssa!" Professor McGonagall called out her name for all to hear. Harry saw Alyssa gulp, but still stepped forward. As she walked down the table, he noticed the particularly rude look Snape was giving her. At least he wasn't the only one Snape had hated on sight. She sat down on the stool, put the hat gingerly on her head, and waited to be sorted. The school stood at a visible stock-still, wondering where the girl would be placed.

(A/N: I just love suspense, don't you?)

Alyssa's POV

How can you see into my eyes,

Like open doors?

Leading you down into my core…

Evanescence-Bring Me to Life

Ten Minutes Earlier…

She waved to the others then walked toward Hagrid.

"Yer a bit tall ta be a first year!" He said, chuckling. She laughed a bit, out of nervousness mainly. He stuck out his hand, and introduced himself, "Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts, and also the Care of Magical Creatures teacher. You must be Alyssa Vapire-Taillon." She shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you." She said giving him a dazzling smile.

"Follow me to boats now." He turned, and headed towards the lake. The first years all following him.

"By the way, Dumbledore told me ta tell ya to go ta his office after the feast, he'll meet ya there. All right?" She nodded, then sat down in one of the boats, 3 of the first years, though wary of her, sat with her in the boat. The boat ride was uneventful, until a pair of first years began to fight and push each other. Then one fell in the water. Alyssa, sighing to herself, leaned down to scoop him out of the water and set him in her boat. All the rest of them began gawking at her.

The boy she had saved began stammering his thanks, she waved it off. "It was nothing, really. Just don't push people around alrighty?"

He nodded and stammered out "Th-thank y-you Lady." She laughed.

"Trust me," she said, "I'm no lady."

Just then Hogwarts came into view. It was beautiful. Alyssa's heart stopped when she saw it. Maybe this year will be better, more normal. She thought. She had never been more wrong in her life.

They left the boats and walked up the stone staircase, which had a large wooden door at the peak of it.

Hagrid knocked on the door three times. After a moment, the door swung open to reveal

A tall, strict looking woman with her hair in a tight bun, with emerald-green cat like eyes hiding behind emerald-green square glasses and a frown on her face. She opened the door wider and beckoned them to follow her. They took off after her. Hagrid waved and winked at Alyssa, then shut the door.

They followed the woman up a flight of stairs, until they stood in front of another tall mahogany door. She stopped and turned around, addressing all the students.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. Before you do though, you will be sorted into your individual houses. They are Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin, each of which has their own redeeming qualities. If any of them are found in you, you are eligible to be in that house. Everything clear?" Everybody nodded solemnly, obviously dreading their sorting. She opened in the door, and began to walk in. Everyone scurried faster to catch up, besides Alyssa, whose stride was double that of the tallest first year. She gazed up at the tall ceiling, which seemed to be non-existent, as though it reached up right to the Heavens. She knew about the bewitched ceiling, having read Hogwarts, A History ten times before coming here. She lined up next to the rest of the first years, knowing she stood out.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward with her scroll.

Professor McGonagall began to talk about her life story, then told her to step forward.

Her legs shaking, she walked towards the stool and had the sorting hat placed on her head. The sorting had begun.

Harry's POV

Harry watched as Alyssa stepped forward and the hat was placed on her head. Harry was thinking about how nervous he had been at first, and how much worst it had to be for Alyssa.

Alyssa's POV

As the sight of the tables disappeared and were replaced by black cloth, she heard a voice in her head.

"Ahh, the infamous Necromancer of Light, Alyssa Vapire-Taillon." How the hell does it know that?

"I can read your mind, body and spirit, my dear. Now let's see… a great deal of courage, so then possibly Gryffindor! But wait, you have a brilliant mind, so then maybe Ravenclaw! No, wait, you're full of cunning and wit, perhaps Slytherin! Wait, no…"

Harry's POV

After almost 5 minutes with the hat on Alyssa's head, the crowd began to become anxious. They began to whisper outrageous things.

"Maybe she's a muggle!"

"Perhaps she flunked at her last school and the sorting hat won't let her come in now."

"Maybe she's a vampire and the sorting hat found out and she's trying to keep it quiet!"

"Possibly she got on the wrong train to the wrong wizarding boarding school!"

"Maybe she's a Death Eater!"

Harry laughed at all of these knowing they couldn't be true. Until he heard the last one.

What if she is?

"You got 10 O.W.L.s, so then it's Ravenclaw. Wait, no… you're quite mischievous, so then Slytherin. No, hang on, you're the Necromancer of Light, so then it should be Gryffindor! No, you are rather roguish, so-" WILL YOU HURRY UP ALREADY! Alyssa almost screamed.

"Fine then. Pushy…"

Aloud, the hat said, "SLYTHER- No wait, GRYFFINDOR!"

Alyssa took the hat off to see the entire school, teachers included, looking at her in complete shock.

Harry's POV

Him and the entire school stared at Alyssa at shock. The sorting hat had changed its mind halfway through? Had that happened before? He saw Alyssa take off the hat and look around. He felt bad, but still, she had almost been a Slytherin. What if she was a Death Eater in disguise?

Alyssa POV

She got up and began to walk towards the Gryffindor table. Everyone was giving her weird looks. The Slytherins' were glaring at her, along with the Gryffindors' while everyone else looked at her in either complete shock or bewilderness. No one clapped for her, either. She stole a look up at the head table. All of the professors were looking at her in complete shock….

Except for Professor Dumbledore. He smiled at her encouragingly, with a twinkle in his eye, like you could trust him with your life, and everything was going to be perfect from now on.

Alyssa believed him...

For a second.

But when she turned to look at the table, there appeared to be no room. She went to the very end of the table where no one was and sat down, as the entire school gawked at her.

"You know, maybe if you all keep gawking, I might do a trick."

A bunch of people laughed uneasily, while most glared. Dumbledore winked at her, then cleared his throat.

"Professor McGonagall, if you would please continue" Professor McGonagall snapped out of her trance, then nodded.

"Yes, Headmaster. Abbott, Charles!" A small blond, bright-eyed boy stepped forward. Everyone turned their attention back to the Sorting ceremony. Alyssa sighed to herself.

"Great way to start off at a new school." she muttered to herself.

(A/N: I'm going to list all the students so…)

(Charles was obviously a Hufflepuff)

"Anison, Kielly!"

"Slytherin!"

"Blake, John!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Bofelson, Robert!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Brooklyn, Brooke"

"Slytherin!"

"Chaney, Jessica!'

"Hufflepuff!"

"Chang, Chen!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Cooper, Anne!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Cummings, Moira"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Dame, Eric"

"Slytherin!

"Diedrich, Amanda!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Enric, Ryan!"

"Slytherin!"

"Faith, Alexander!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Franklin, Sarah!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Franklin, Joshua"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Garish, Jayel!"

"Slytherin!"

"Godek, Kathryn!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Gurske, Calder!"

"Slytherin!"

"Hart, Mary!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Holden, Christopher"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Ikram, Wylliam"

"Slytherin!"

"Johanson, Kimberly!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Johanson, Katlyn!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Kinly, Andrew!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Larson, Stephanie!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Lawler, Michael!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Macmillian, Ronald!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Nixin, Jacob!"

"Slytherin!"

"Oak, Jonathan!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"O' Reily, Mollie!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Post, Evelyn!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Princely, Sasha!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Quincy, Ruth!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Remington, Jorika!"

"Slytherin!"

"Rowling, Joanne"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Shanahan, Steven!"

"Slytherin!"

"Smith, Jamie!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Stanich, Matthew!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Stimpson, Gerald!"

The little boy Alyssa had pulled out of lake stepped forward, she smiled.

"Gryffindor!"

He took off in the direction of the Gryffindor table. He walked along it, stopping right next to Alyssa spot. The entire school turned to look.

"Thank you for saving me from the lake."

Alyssa smiled. "It was no problem. If you need my help, don't hesitate to ask, I'll always be around."

"What's your name?"

"Alyssa. Yours is Gerald, right?"

He nodded shyly.

"I'll be sure to remember it. Now why don't you go sit by your friends." He ran off and sat next to his friend who had pushed him the lake in the first place, where they then began to talk fervently in hushed voices as the sorting went on.

"Terrell, Daniel!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Thompson, Maria!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Westbrook, Shelby!"

"Slytherin!"

"Villacres, Zachariah!"

"Hufflepuff!"

After Zabini, Jacquelyn became as Slytherin, McGonagall rolled up her scroll and carried off the sorting hat. Professor Dumbledore stood up, and the hall instantly quieted.

"As you all know, Voldemort has returned. As a result, the death toll becomes ever higher. Out of our very midst, 4 students have been killed, along with their families. They are Roger Davies, Emma Dobbs, Vicky Frobisher, and Lisa Turpin. Let us have a moment of silence in respect of those who are no longer with us, and are in a better place now." Everyone (except the Slytherins) bowed his or her heads in silence.

After about five minutes, Dumbledore raised his head and began to speak again.

"He will probably try to attack this school, once he possesses enough followers. Because of this, new security measures have been taken. Teachers will be patrolling the hallways at all times, along with the ghosts, and no one is permitted to be outside after dark. Also, 6th and 7th years must have their wands with them at all times, though I recommend all students to do the same. But nonetheless, classes will continue on regularly, though there have been a few changes. This year will we be introducing some new classes, these being Muggle weaponry, Muggle Games and Sports, along with Theatre class. All of which are required." Many students groaned at this. "Also, we have a new Defense Against The Dark Arts Teacher. May I introduce, Ms. Mary Rosing!"

A young witch at the end of the table stood up. She had waist-length Black hair with blue and red streaks. She had dazzling violet eyes, and a figure to die for. Every male in the school gawked at her, then began to cheer wildly. Alyssa shook her head in pity, though she did find it amusing.

After a minute, Dumbledore raised his hands again to call for silence.

"With that, I leave you to this wonderful feast." And instantly, the plates filled with delicious food. Alyssa was stunned. Well, that's a nifty trick! She thought to herself.

She began to fill her plate with mashed potatoes, turkey and a biscuit with butter before digging in.

Harry's POV

I took a walk around the world

To ease my troubled mind

I left my body laying somewhere

In the sands of time

I watched the world float

To the dark side of the moon

I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah…

Kryptonite

They dug into the food, eagerly, especially Ron.

Everyone was talking about Alyssa.

"I heard she got 12 O.W.L.s from her last school!"

"I heard she's a Death Eater in disguise!"

Again, Harry heard this and became worried.

"So, that was interesting!" Ron said.

"You can saw that again," Harry said.

"I think she's a Death Eater. How else was she almost in Slytherin? Either that or someone in her family is." Ron said.

"How do you know?" Hermione said, "You know nothing about her."

"Then why don't you ask her?" Ron challenged.

"You know what, I will, just to stop your silly rumors." She got up at that and stormed off towards Alyssa. Everyone around stopped to watch.

"Alyssa?" Alyssa head shot up. "Is anyone in your family a Death Eater?"

Alyssa face turned grave. "I have no family. They are all dead. Except my one uncle, who I now live with. That's why I'm in England, and that's why I'm here. Now will you please leave me alone?"

Hermione instantly felt bad. She nodded and walked away. Almost the entire hall had heard what Alyssa had said, and all were giving her looks of pity.

Alyssa's POV

Do you ever feel out of place?

Like somehow you just don't belong

And no one understands you?

Simple Plan-Welcome To My Life

When Alyssa saw Hermione approach her, her heart instantly lifted. At least not everyone hates me!

Then Hermione asked that question. Her heart sank to her stomach. She told Hermione, and noticed almost the entire hall was listening. After Hermione left, everyone began to look at her with pity. After a while she couldn't talk it.

"You know what, you don't have to stare." She got up and stormed out of the Great Hall.

Hermione's POV

"Oh shit, what have I done?"

Hermione got up and went after her.

Everyone else's POV

Everyone stared when Alyssa stormed out of the Hall, followed by Hermione. Talk about a way to start off the term.

Should I end it here? Survey says…

YES!

A/N: So what do you think? I did this at midnight the night before posting it, so yeah, I have no life…

This chapter is dedicated to Jamie Smith; all of our prayers (At least my family's) go to you. (Yes, that first year was named after her.) (She got into a car crash recently, though it was her own fault for being drunk, but still…)

Anywho, please R&R. (The next chapter should be out by next Sunday, so w00T!)